Meet the Heiress

[sibber-chow]

The mare was in her homelands, laying on her side atop of Lider de Montana. The ebony's breaths were labored as she pushed out her first babe, a young filly. The foal was large, and Fiana was in pain... so much so that she could not stand after birthing the buckskin.

Fiana reached her crown over her own back, nudging at the foal's side. With struggle, the foal began to breath, and Fiana could relax. There was still a wet afterbirth covering the little foal, but Fiana couldn't reach well enough to groom anything but the little one's face and a portion of her chest. After thirty minutes, the foal began to wiggle around, attempting to find its mother's teats. The ebony guided the filly as well as she could in the position, and towards the latter of the foal's first hour, she successfully clamped to her mother, suckling contently.

The new mother rested on her side as her newborn fed, and when she was done a full hour and a half had passed. Fiana's ain had subsided a good deal, and the Trotter managed to get to her feet. As she stood, towering over the foal, she couldn't help but smile. Grooming the remainder of the little foal, Fiana checked the filly for any damage -- she seemed perfectly fine.

[Vel]

The golden stag looked up to the sky as an ebony bird descended and landed on a low tree branch in front of him. "Yes?" he asked Giltrent who had just landed. "I have some news for you Torchwood. As I was scouting the lands, I happened to see Miss Fiana out alone. I didn't think anything of it, but when I rounded the land once more, I saw that she had given birth." he replied, tilting his hed a bit at Torchwood, the best thing he could do besides smile.

Torchwood remaained silent for a moment and then said "Thank you Giltrent. I shall go visit them." The bird smiled at him and flew away, back to his own kind in their trees. Torchwood turned and started at ajog to go see Fiana and her, no their, new foal. As he moved along, he bagan to wonder what it looked like and what gender it was. All that would come soon enough.

Torchwood slowed to a walk when he saw Fiana's ebony form and a little dun next to her. Torchwood couldn't help but smile. He halted and touched his muzzle to Fiana's and looked down to the foal. "Hello Fiana, she's lovely." he said when he scented that the foal was a filly.

[sibber-chow]

The ebony's ears quirked at the sound of her ate approaching. His scent reached her before he was in sight. This relaxed the nervous mother a bit, but even with several ravens patrolling the lands this mare was still rather uneasy.

As Torchwood's velvety muzzle tapped her own, the mares nostrils quivered, as if she was double-checking his scent. When he spoke of how beautiful their foal was, Fiana couldn't help but smirk. " Yes, she is..."

Fiana then looked back at the large foal, neighing softly to summon the young'un. Her tone was possibly the sweetest she'd ever used for anything.

The filly's blue ors were wide with excitement as she peered at the new world. Her vision was still fuzzy, but, boy was the world beautiful! Ah, all the new sights and sounds! Speaking of which... she noticed the new stag, her father. The mare hopped forward, her eyes still wide with wonderment. She wasn't the least scared of the stag, though she had no clue he was her father. Smiling up at him, she attempted to make words, all that came out was a muffled whinny.

[Vel]

Torchwood couldn't help but let a smile grace his normally sullen looking features. He snorted as the little filly whinnied at him. "Does she have a name yet Fiana?" he asked, taking his eyes off the filly and back to Fiana.

ooc//// sorry for the very short shortness of this

[sibber-chow]

The little filly tried once more to speak as she saw the stag smiling down at her. Once more, a squeaky whinny left her maw. Her ears flattened at this, obviously unhappy that she wasn't able to vocalize herself yet. The sulking look on her visage faded as her father snorted, the air blowing hitting her face. Giggling she attempted to nip at the nose that caused the wind. However, her turned his face towards her mother and she missed. The filly pranced in one spot as she watched the two, uncertain what to do when the attention wasn't on her.

Fiana looked to Torchwood as he spoke. Nodding her crown, she replied, "I believe I have. Char, for her dark markings make her look burnt... or, charred, I suppose you could say." Smiling, the mare looked back to the filly, yes, the name fit her markings well.

[Vel]

The golden smiled at the filly as she looked around, as if to say 'Hey! Don't forget about me here!' He smiled softly and looked back to Fiana as she began to speak. Char. It was the perfect calling, and it matched her obsidian markings that soon faded to a rich light golden cloured pelt. You could definatly tell that she was Fiana and Torchwood's daughter. She had distinct qualities of both of them and her colour, was no doubt, both of theirs. Torchwood snorted and looked to the filly. " Ello Char. Welcome to the world m'dear." he said putting his muzzle closer to her. He stamped a dagger as a snowflake fell on his velvet maw.

Torchwood then realized that Char might not know who he was, she was just a few hours old after all and had only been with her mum. "Oh I'm Torchwood, your father." he said as if talking to a equine his own age.

[sibber-chow]

Fiana smiled as her mate conversed with the little filly. The filly, in return, had a bright smile on her face. As her father spoke, confirming himself as her father, Char’s ears twitched. Father? She wasn’t exactly sure what this meant, but then again, she was only a few hours old, and one could doubt the filly even knew the difference between genders. She did know they both sounded different, and somehow she had come from inside her mother. Regardless, those were curious endeavors to seek later… hopefully, much later.

As snow graced the air, a small chunk of the frozen water tapped her own face, right at the forehead. Char didn’t take it quite as calmly as her father – she squealed, rearing for the first time with her long legs flailing about! Soon after, the youth darted off, running around and displaying her new found ability to rear and buck. Fiana’s eyes were set wide as she watched the child. It had been long since she was a little filly, so her carefree attitude, was a little, well, surprising.

Clearing her throat, the mare spoke, “I scent a familiar equine. Maybe, we should go greet her… hm?” The query was directed at both her mate and their foal. She didn’t wait for an answer, merely trotting off towards the new scent. Behind her, a confused Char followed, fumbling every now and then.

OoC|| The new post will be with SarahJane, I may not be able to make that post until tomorrow though.